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Chapter 14 Section 14 Supper

The most nostalgic food 古清生 2218Words 2018-03-18
Writers always regard night as day, and when they come back to the south, the night in the south is also dark, but without the wind that runs wild all night in the north, the night in the south is quiet, and you can hear the dew outside the window, or the dreaming of birds in the forest.I have been wandering abroad for ten years, and I am still homeless like a migratory bird. The house in the small town of Tiantai Mountain has been rented by others. A classical two-story building with four-cornered cornices, there is a spacious long corridor on the upper floor for thinking, with white railings and vermilion pillars.In front of the building, there is a large garden, which is half the size of a football field. There are so many types of plants that attract neighboring elementary school students to come here for nature classes.There are also animals, at dawn and dusk, flocks of turtledoves fly over, cooing on the trees or on the lawn.At the turn of winter and spring, the lawn of the garden is withered yellow, the trees and shrubs are still green, the magnolia is green, the metasequoia is green, the camphor tree is green, the holly is green, the rock osmanthus and osmanthus are green Bamboo clusters are green, palms are green, pine trees are green, cypresses are green, camellias bloom red flowers among the greens, small leaves of Euonymus japonica are green among the greens, and begonias have purple leaves.The clump of bamboo is close to the eaves, dense and luxuriant. In the middle of the night, when I heard the rustling of bamboo leaves, I thought it was rain coming from the mountains. I opened the door and stood in the corridor, but saw the bright moon shining in the sky!It turned out that the wind was blowing the bamboo leaves.

Looking at the moon, admiring the bamboo, overlooking the dignified and undulating mountain shadow of Dongfang Mountain in the night, I thought that I had looked at this mountain when I was young and thought that I must go out of the mountain in this life. Very envious.How many things can a person do in his life?Is one enough?I went to Moscow alone and wrote down my thoughts, what else is there to talk about?Now that I have gone to the capital to make a living, wandering in Wenhe and Mohai, and returning to the south, I can't stop writing.Looking at the moon, let the soft cool wind blow, I feel a little hungry, and think of midnight snack.

Midnight snack, also known as supper in the southeast of Hubei, is not only the patent of writers. Anyone who works at night, mahjong, TV, dancer or just chats must eat supper at night.Supper is mostly a simple diet. Supper here is mainly noodles. Chicken soup, pork rib soup or crucian carp soup is under the soup. The root, as thin as a spring onion, is boiled inside an egg, which is called lying egg in dialect.The eggs are soft-boiled, the egg whites are especially white, sprinkle with chopped green onions, the green onions are very fine.In spring, broad beans and peas are on the market, and fresh watercress are used under them, which are also very fresh.In my opinion, the most delicious noodles are the battered noodles in eel bone soup. The freshness of this noodle is incomparable.Soup is an important supper. In summer, there is longan and lotus seed soup. Lotus seeds are the best in Honghu. However, the lotus root in Bahe in Xishui also has its own characteristics. The lotus root in Wen Yiduo's hometown, the nine-hole lotus root, is more than the regular lotus root. One hole, it is too much to talk about the talents here.Longan is good in Guangdong and Guangxi, and slightly better in Guangxi.Tremella kumquat soup is stewed white fungus, added rock sugar and orange slices, white and transparent, yellow and golden, very appetizing.

In cold winter, I like to drink vodka wine, it is delicious and warms up.There is a famous Hubei product in Huangshi, called pearl fruit juice rice wine, a bottle of 900 grams.Xiaogan rice wine is also a fine wine.There are many names for this thing. Fuzhi wine is a kind, and there are rice wine, fermented glutinous rice, sweet wine, fermented rice, etc. In short, it is the same thing.Put the distiller's grains in the pot, pour some water, put rock sugar, put some glutinous rice glutinous rice balls bought from the supermarket, and cook.When the glutinous rice balls are cooked, put Hebei crystal pears in, and Shatang orange petals (Shatang orange is a popular orange in Hubei Province this year, 6 yuan a catty), and then draw an egg flower inside, sprinkle a little Xianning osmanthus, Stir it, it tastes sweet, sour, fragrant, crisp, and soft, with a strong taste of life in a small market.Do it yourself, it is indeed more delicious than the glutinous glutinous rice balls in Sichuan restaurants.

After the midnight snack, I typed the keyboard again, and my fingertips gained strength, and I twirled them dexterously. My eyes were clear, my thoughts were free, my mind was leisurely and magnanimous, and what moved my heart was the kindness and tolerance of the land.I also thought of when I was in the geological team, at that time, I had midnight snacks, and I ate boiled radishes in clear water in winter. If there is a little bacon skin and one or two bacon bones, the taste of radish soup will be mellow.In autumn, cook japonica rice porridge with sweet potatoes, and its taste is also fragrant.The worst thing I remember is that there was a summer night, a summer night with a big moon, a few people cooked a pot of purple eggplants, they were hungry, and they ate deliciously.The life of the geological team feels clear and far away, like wandering in a dream.In the mountains, there are many things to remember, such as eating mountain crabs, boiled snails, boiled edamame, roasted sweet potatoes, and braised wild lilies at night.Wild lily has some taste, braised pork head with fresh wild lily, drink some pure grain wine at night, you will get a broad mood in autumn.The lily is very pink and soft, and the pork head meat is tough and chewable.Just talking about the wild lily flower, it looks like a white porcelain cup, completely different from the ornamental lily flowers artificially planted by urban flower shops, so that writing lily flowers is often accused of fallacy, which is somewhat depressing. Start from your own experience.I remember that one year, I went to Mr. Zhang Bingyi’s house in the Ordos Grassland to have a midnight snack. Zhang Bingyi was a novelist who walked the Yellow River from Shanxi to Shaanxi. I found that your cooked lamb tasted like pork.Zhang Bingyi said that what was cooked was pork, Tibetan pigs, pigs raised on the grasslands.Arched pigs, so there is no fat.So, why did I eat pork in Ordos but thought it was pork-flavored mutton?Empiricism dictates.I think empiricism is a very restrictive thought.After finding out that it is pork, taste it carefully. Tibetan pigs are really better than Han pigs. They have a richer flavor, fresh and tough meat, and thick bones. However, it is said that their bodies are very small, only half the size of Han pigs.

Have a delicious midnight snack and eat kebabs.When eating mutton, whether in the south or the north, it is best to have no smell. I think it is better to eat kebabs with mutton. The most impressive thing is to eat kebabs in Dunhuang. The sun sets late in Dunhuang , about eight or nine o'clock, the sun is still resting on the sand hills in the west.In Dunhuang, a city on the desert, there are not only hotels but restaurants.I made an appointment with a friend to continue the business of drinking for dinner, and found the street of kebabs. It was easier to find. The smell of mutton smoked a street, and the evening wind sent the smell of mutton far away in the sunset.Snack here, eat kebabs, drink Huangtai Daqu, and always feel the sound of horseshoes or camel bells echoing in the moonlight.The other time was eating kebabs in Yinchuan, drinking with poets Yang Zi and Mengye, drinking so much that Xixia turned upside down. In the middle of the night, Mengye and I came to the kebab stall under the moonlight on Helan Mountain to drink beer. Meng also sang Mongolian songs, which made us cry, and the loneliness of the Western Regions also flowed out and remained in our memory.

Tonight, I am having a midnight snack in the south, drinking the glutinous rice wine from Jiangnan, with the kind "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" in my heart, thinking of the friends who used to have a midnight snack together in the years. The delicate coldness and warm sweetness of the wine send people to a fragrant place, people wake up in a dream, or wake up in a dream.
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